BOOM!!

I know, I know - calling it adventure tourism is a little, no quite, heartless on my part but it is after all the first time for me and so long as there are no casualties.....now to go into the details:
The scene: Ma and me shopping for fish and vegetables.
We had been hurrying through because Deuta was home alone and for some reason ma was having a slightly bad feeling and felt we should get home in good time. Almost over - we had just stopped for some onions when there was this loud bang. To my untutored ear, it sounded like a fire cracker which I didn't even register but the vegetable vendor and ma looked at each other and spoke simultaneously - 'Bomb!' She practically threw the money down and rushed me through. Meanwhile the vendors were all looking at each other - silent stares. Out on the street, there was pandemonium. People were all running in one direction, away from the sound. Things had fallen off carts. In a distance, Tweedledum and were running towards us with panic stricken faces. It seems the impact of the blast had shaken up the car and lit up the sky with a red flame. All around people were shouting while some geniuses like me were still debating whether it was the wheel of a truck which had burst or a cracker. We got home at full speed to find Deuta pacing at the front door.
My first adventure with the north - east.
And now on to the second. The scene - Deuta fast asleep. Ma working at the table. Tweedledum and on youtube and me, all cosy in bed reading Sherlock Holmes. Suddenly ma came running in and switched off all the lights. Panic in the house along with shushing sounds. It took me a while to notice the search light going all around as well as the gunshots being fired. What is it - army checking, breaking into a safe house or is it the SULFA? All of us silent till the sounds faded away and the cavalcade of cars drove away. Wonder what it was.
For a brief background on these experiences: http://www.expressindia.com/fullstory.php?newsid=79196